She was all she had. Andrea had come to depend on Michonne for so much, she couldn't let things go down like this. She had feelings for the governor, but she wasn't the first person she'd been with during the apocalypse. There was something that happened once between her and Michonne, a secret she'd been keeping to herself. It was like a college experiment, or something, or so Andrea had told herself. Never again would she let her guard down like that again just to lose the most precious thing that had happened to her during this whole ordeal.
Andrea knew Phillip, well enough to know about how he felt about loyalties. But if he had any idea of what had happened between her and Michonne then she knew what her fate would be. The same as Michonne's if "The Govenor" had his way. She couldn't let on to him how much she cared about her friend, why she cared. If she did that would be sealing both of their fates. She would rather die like this, a half a woman, half a friend, then to betray the woman who'd given her what she needed the most when she needed it- hope.
What was it that she could offer her friend now that would repay her for her kindness and goodness? She had to do it. She had to take out the governor. That would be the only way Michonne would ever know how much she had come to mean to Andrea. It would be done, and it would be done tonight.
So without trepidation she put a bullet to his head. With his bad eye he never saw her coming, not after what they'd done that night. But there was no other choice. She had to save Michonne, no matter what the cost to Andrea's integrity. She was many things, but now she was a murderer. A cold blooded murderer.
And she wasn't sorry in the least.
Now she would see her friend, and hopefully all would be forgiven. Even if they weren't, Andrea knew why she did what she did, and in the end, she could live with that.
tbc
